Tuesday, September 14, 2010

SOMETIMES WHEN WE TOUCH

Rod Steward

You ask me if I love you and I choke on my reply
I’d rather hurt you honestly than mislead
you with a lie
And who am I to judge you on what you say or do
I’m only just beginning to see the real you

* And sometimes when we touch
the honesty’s too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I wanna hold you till I die
till we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides

Romance with all its strategy leaves me
batting with my pride
But through the insecurity some tenderness survive
I’m just another writer still trapped within my truths
A hesitant prize fighter still trapped within my youth
Repeat *
At times I’d like to break you
and drive you to your kness
At times I’d like to break through
and hold you endlessly
Repeat *

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